txolops Chapter 899
Chapter 899
Chapter 899
"Ding Ding Ding ~"
"bang bang bang~"
At the foot of Tongtian Peak, the huge Zhenyang Dojo roared endlessly, and the sound of magic weapons and spells spread all over the place.
Thousands of people gathered here, and many monks concentrated their attention on the two figures on the stage.
Today is the day of the Yuanyang Sect Grand Competition, a grand event that is rarely seen in ten years.
As Yuanyangzong destroyed Hehuanmen and Piaoxue Pavilion, and subdued Wanyuegu and Qingxu sect, the territory increased rapidly.
As a result, there will naturally be more and more disciples with excellent spiritual roots.
So in the past 30 or [-] years, although the monks at the Golden Core level have not changed much, the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect's Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment have obviously far surpassed those before the expansion.
Over the years, from time to time, "little geniuses" with amazing talents have been born, and they have risen to the foundation building realm like a broken bamboo.
Whether it is the family line or the other courtyard lineage, many masters have emerged over the years.
Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world!
Compared with the "Three Heroes and Four Heroes" in the past, Yuan Yangzong is considered to be a shining star at this time, and the seven places cannot be included at all.
After all, some foundation builders, even if they can't enter the top seven, their strength is far from comparable to ordinary foundation builders.
Therefore, the titles of the Three Heroes and the Four Heroes are outdated, and they are replaced by "36 Tiangang" and "72 Disha", which are called "Tiangang Disha Bang".
Generally refers to Yuanyangzong, the 36 people with the highest strength in the foundation building period, and the 72 people with the highest strength in the Qi refining period.
In the Martial Arts Arena, the magic power of the Foundation Establishment Stage was constantly surging, and the situation of fighting skills gradually became clear.
A man in red was controlling a long golden stick, and he had a clear upper hand when he opened and closed his attacks.
On the other side, a female cultivator in a lavender dress, who controlled the ice crystal long sword, fell into a disadvantage.
The cultivation bases of the two are equal, both are at the peak of foundation establishment, and the difference in strength is not that big.
The golden long stick of the man in red is a superb spiritual weapon, while the female cultivator in purple skirt is superb in spells. If the interests are not too involved, the two of them will not fight to the end under normal circumstances.
But today is different. Today is the Grand Competition held by Yuan Yangzong every 30 years. Only those who rank in the top six in terms of overall score can be rewarded with the "Golden Elixir".
Usually, according to the unspoken rules, the disciples who rank among the top six in fighting skills and who have a clean background can directly obtain a golden knot pill.
As the best alchemy spirit, the importance of the golden alchemy is self-evident.
Therefore, no one will be merciful to Yan Yan's classmates who used to laugh at him.
In the struggle for the road, there is no retreat!
Although there is not much difference in strength between the two, the man in red has a better family background. He has been bestowed by the elders with high-quality medicine pills and top-grade spirit stones to restore mana, so he can use all kinds of powerful moves freely.
In this way, after a stalemate for a period of time, as the consumption of mana became more and more serious, the purple skirt nun gradually couldn't hold on.
"Junior Sister Chen, admit defeat!"
Seeing that the time had come, the man in red spoke lightly, and the situation was under control.
Even so, he was not careless, and poured mana into the spiritual weapon without hesitation, making the golden stick glow with aura.
In the blink of an eye, it changed to about seven or eight feet long and thick, and it fell heavily towards the opponent with great force.
"boom!!!"
The accumulation of advantages turned into victory, facing the opponent's all-out attack, the purple skirt nun could only muster the rest of her strength to resist.
But after a crackling roar, the ice crystal long sword and spells she sacrificed were still defeated one after another.
"I surrender!"
Her face turned pale, and looking at the rapidly approaching magic weapon, the nun in the purple skirt had blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, and she had no choice but to admit defeat.
With the mana shield alone, it is difficult to block the magic weapon of a monk of the same level, let alone this is the best spiritual weapon.
As the words of admitting defeat were spoken, the golden long stick that was attacking head-on had a flash of inspiration, and finally stopped a foot away from it.
"Junior Sister, accept it."
The man in red was polite, but there was no concealment for the arrogance in his eyes.
His name is Li Guanjie, he studied under a certain Jindan elder in the sect, and he was highly valued by his master and accepted as his personal heir.
In order to deal with this crucial fight, Master specially bestowed all kinds of means, and there is no reason to lose when everyone has similar levels of cultivation.
"Junior Sister Wei Yunying, although her cultivation is at the peak of Foundation Establishment, her aptitude is average and her age is too high. Even if she gets a Golden Core, the chance of forming a core is not high."
"Instead of wasting resources, it is better to leave them for useful people!"
"With Jiejindan"
On the martial arts stage, seeing "Junior Sister Wei" with a sad face, Li Guanjie was rather complacent.
He began to imagine the good times for Patriarch Jindan.
Now the sect is employing people, and after becoming a Jindan elder and dispatched abroad, he can immediately grasp a lot of power.
Not to mention calling the wind and calling the rain, he is also the emperor of one side, and it is no problem to grab a lot of resources for cultivating immortals.
According to the previous rules, with Li Guanjie's sixth place in fighting skills, Jie Jindan should have his share.
"The winner, Li Guanjie!"
After the fighting was over, Elder Jin Dan came forward soon to announce the winner of the fighting.
Wendou has been completed long ago, and with the final winner of Wudou, this Zongmen Grand Competition has officially ended.
The ranking of the Zongmen Grand Competition will be announced after the elders of the Zongmen have a comprehensive discussion on the results of the civil and martial arts competitions.
Affecting the minds of thousands of monks, the ownership of the six "Jie Jin Dan" will also be clarified.
"Thank you, elder, this disciple will leave!"
Bending slightly to salute, Li Guanjie walked down the stairs in high spirits and returned to his own crowd.
His relatives and friends, etc., soon sent congratulations.
In the eyes of many monks, Li Guanjie has the elders of Jindan to take care of him, and his own strength is not trivial, so it is very safe to win a knot of Jindan.
It's just that such ordinary people, monks with excellent aptitude and profound background, are only a very small number after all.
Most of the monks are ordinary monks with mediocre qualifications and no background.
Seeing the energetic Li Guanjie from a distance, many ordinary disciples fell silent, with complicated and incomprehensible emotions in their hearts.
Obviously this person won in a dignified manner according to the rules of the competition, but for some reason in their hearts, there was a sense of indignation!
In the eyes of many ordinary disciples, Wei Yunying was no worse than him, and his spells were obviously much better.
However, due to the quality of the spirit weapon and the spirit stone of the elixir, it ended in failure.
In terms of form, Li Guanjie's victory was undisputed, but in the hearts of many ordinary disciples, there was always a sense of injustice.
Because to a certain extent, the direction of this fight is not actually in the process of fighting.
The outcome of the fighting method is already determined outside the martial arts stage.
If there is no elixir and spirit stone bestowed by Master Jindan, or that top-grade spiritual weapon, it is still unknown who will win the battle.
But at the root of this situation, it has been doomed from the moment of birth. There may be many people who are unwilling, but they cannot change the reality.
This is the thinking of most ordinary disciples.
However, some well-informed Foundation Establishment deacons know that the top six in martial arts do not necessarily get the golden knot pill.
If someone has a strong background, it is enough to make most Jindan elders speechless. Even if the ranking of fighting skills is lower, they can still get the elixir according to the rules "fairly, justly and openly".
Of course, this kind of situation is very rare, because the "Zongmen Dabi" has a lot to do with it, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it.
Once it goes too far, if you don't even want to do superficial efforts, it will cause the whole sect to be dissociated from morality.
Such a responsibility, even the idle elders could not bear it.
In short, the ownership of the golden elixir will be decided after the elders discuss it.
In the corner of the dojo, a male cultivator folded his hands on his chest with a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't care about the result at all.
He was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, with long braids and thunder patterns on his face, his naked upper body with bulging muscles, and a fierce aura exuding from his whole body, making it difficult for people to approach.
This person's name is Pang Wanli, and he possesses a lightning-attribute alien spirit root, so he is nicknamed "Luo Lei Taoist".
Pang Wanli not only ranked third in the "Tiangang List", but also ranked first in martial arts.
With such a record, as long as the foundation is clean, according to the past practice, there is no dispute about winning a golden knot.
In the same way, the first place in Wendou also has preferential treatment, but the weight is not as good as in Wudou.
In a great sect competition, some people are happy while others are lonely.
Especially those who ranked in the top ten in civil and martial arts, but have not entered the top six, feel extremely tormented at this moment.
They have the hope of obtaining the golden elixir, but the chances are not very great, but the golden elixir has too much to do with it, so many people worry about gains and losses.
There are also some people who are also ranked in the top ten range and relatively high, and have some relationship with one or more elders, and have "walked around a lot" beforehand.
So on the whole, I am more at ease, waiting calmly.
It's just that when they occasionally looked at the elders' seat, the unnatural look in their eyes still revealed their inner anxiety.
The last group of monks who participated in the grand competition, ranked outside the top ten in civil and martial arts, had no chance of obtaining the golden pill, and felt relieved at this moment.
Some young deacons, after experiencing this failure, their fighting spirit was even higher, and they made up their minds to go back to practice hard and strive for a good ranking in the next competition.
Because of the grace of "Patriarch Qingyang", the Zongmen Grand Competition has been shortened from every 50 years to every 30 years, so they still have the opportunity to participate in the next big competition.
Others, the deacons of foundation establishment who are already old, will completely give up that thought after the next big competition when their vitality and blood have already declined.
Some of them also want to obtain alchemy spiritual objects through other channels, to see if they can get away with it.
There are also some people who completely extinguish their thoughts of attacking the golden core realm.
They plan to find a leisure department and spend the rest of their lives working for the sect, or retire and return to their hometowns to spread their branches and form their own family of cultivators.
In the corner of the dojo, a dark-skinned and ordinary-looking disciple lost his expression and remained silent.
"Ninth in Wendou, tenth in Wudou."
"Master has already sat down, and I don't know a few elders."
"This time the Zongmen Grand Competition, it seems that there is no hope of obtaining the "Jie Jin Dan"."
Silently staring at the elders' seat, Liu An thought with some loss.
After so many years, his cultivation base has also reached the peak of foundation establishment, so he participated in the Zongmen Grand Competition and wanted to try his hand at the golden elixir.
Although he practiced high-grade kung fu and had top-grade spiritual weapons at his side, the foundation-building cultivators of the Yuanyang Sect were like a cloud of masters.
Liu An tried his best, and finally stopped at the tenth place in the martial arts.
Originally, with such achievements, with the care of the head master Wu Chengen, it is still somewhat possible to obtain the golden pill.
But with the master's resignation, he was devoted to cultivation and didn't know the elders before, so everything naturally came to naught.
"It's okay, I can still participate in the next competition."
"In the past 30 years, prepare one or two top-grade spiritual weapons, and then practice second-level spells. Next time, you may not be able to enter the top six!"
Liu An comforted himself, but the disappointment in his eyes was still hard to hide.
Hearing the consolation from the fellow next to him, he could barely squeeze out a smile, obviously absent-minded.
In the past, thanks to the care of his master, he had relatively abundant resources for cultivating immortals. Although his spiritual root aptitude was mediocre, his cultivation speed was generally not too slow.
So stumbling, still at the age of 130, he cultivated to the peak of Foundation Establishment.
He is more than 140 years old this year, which is the best age to hit the bottleneck of Jindan.
And the next big competition will be 30 years later, when the energy and blood will start to decline, even if you get the golden pill, the chance of forming the pill will definitely not be as good as it is now.
……
In the eyes of Zongmen disciples, vassals of the Yuan Kingdom, and tens of thousands of monks, five Jindan elders, two women, three men, set up a soundproof barrier to communicate on the high platform.
The five of them sat on the Grand Master's chairs, and the female cultivator in the middle was the senior sister "Li Buyu".
Li Budong, who is also from the Li family, is also among them.
"No. [-] in martial arts, nephew Pang has a clean foundation, and his performance in Wen Dou is also good. He should be ranked first in the competition and get a golden pill."
"What do you brothers think?"
As the elder in charge of this contest, Li Buyu overlooked the thousands of monks in the dojo, and first broke the silence and said.
"It should be so, I have no objection."
"My husband agrees"
The number one in martial arts will directly become the number one in the competition, and will be rewarded with a golden knot pill.
This is the unspoken rule of Yuan Yangzong for thousands of years, and no one can fault it, so everyone nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Mo's nephew is third in Wudou, and his overall performance is remarkable. This seat thinks it should be ranked second."
"I don't know what you brothers think?!"
After Li Buyu opened his mouth, an elder with the most seniority present at the scene suggested.
This person belongs to the branch of Bieyuan, and the "Nephew Mo" he talks about is also a rising star of Bieyuan's branch.
"Master Nephew Mo" has a good overall score, and is indeed qualified to be ranked second. In addition, this elder has the most senior qualifications, so after Li Buyu nodded first, the other elders also nodded.
"Nephew Tian"
"Nephew Guan"
Forming a golden core has a lot to do with it, and it is likely to create a golden core monk, and the greater the number of golden core monks, the greater the say of one's faction in the Presbyterian Church.
Therefore, everyone did not avoid suspicion, and recommended younger generations who were close to each other.
The top three are alright. Compared with the rest of the monks, the selected candidates all have obvious advantages, and the disputes are relatively small and passed very smoothly.
But the latter candidates have less obvious advantages.
Under the influence of interests, the younger generation who all five wanted to be close to got the golden pill, so they started to fight with each other.
For a while, no one could persuade anyone, and only a show of hands voted.
In this way, the top five of Dabi was finally determined.
"Nephew Li Guanjie, ranked sixth in martial arts, and also has a good record in literary competitions"
The top five were confirmed, and an elder who was in the line of master and apprentice couldn't wait to speak.
He is not Li Guanjie's master, but he belongs to the same faction, entrusted by his master to promise to do his best.
Perhaps it was in place, the elder's voice just fell when another elder nodded in agreement.
Another elder also looked hesitant, as if he might raise his hand to agree at any time.
As long as one more elder raises his hand, the matter can be settled by the way of the minority obeying the majority.
Seeing this, the elder who nominated Li Guanjie had a smile on his face.
But the next moment, when Li Buyu spoke, his smile froze.
"Wait a minute."
"This seat believes that Liu An and Nephew Liu's performance is also remarkable."
"The most important thing is that Uncle Qingyang once said, "This kid is not bad."
"This seat nominates Martial Nephew Liu, you brothers and sisters may wish to think about it carefully."
Putting down the teacup, Li Buyu said unhurriedly.
As she spoke, she glanced casually, and caught a glimpse of the ordinary-looking monk with dark skin in the crowd.
"This"
As soon as this remark came out, several people looked at each other with some hesitation on their faces.
"My husband agrees"
"This seat agrees"
After a few breaths of silence, several elders nodded in agreement, and Liu An successfully won the sixth place in the competition.
Even the elder who recommended Li Guanjie silently voted for it.
Just kidding, the ancestors all said "this child is good", which means that he can be cultivated.
In this way, if Martial Nephew Liu didn't even get a ranking in the competition, wouldn't it mean that the ancestor misjudged the person?
The ancestor is wise and martial, so it is naturally impossible to misread it.
It must be their own negligence, which needs to be seriously and carefully re-examined.
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PS: There is another chapter in the early morning, fellow Taoists, don't wait.
(End of this chapter)